Friday, January 17, 2014

January People's Choice Award

The people have spoken... The January People's Choice Award goes to Forrest Hartl for his short play, Imperfection is Beauty, presented as a staged reading at the Monday Night PlayGround CALIFORNIA DREAMIN’ on January 13 at the Zephyr Theatre. Congratulations, Forrest!

Courtesy of Mr. Hartl, we're pleased to share the first two pages from the award-winning script. Enjoy!

IMPERFECTION IS BEAUTY
by Forrest Hartl

TIME: 1945.
PLACE: Norwalk, CA. Twenty miles south of Hollywood.

CAST OF CHARACTERS:
DONNA - late 20s-40. Honest woman with a genuine concern for
others. The owner & waitress of a train station diner.
ED - 20s-40. A wise-cracking ne'er-do-well. Especially blunt when
he drinks. He's been drinking.
JEAN - 20. Possibly a future Hollywood icon. But, right now, her
ambition outweighs her talent. And her complicated personal life
is putting a strain on her decision-making ability.
JOHNNY - 50. Finely-dressed and mannered. He is very successful
and tends to be impatient and self-serving.

The year is 1945. It’s late at night
inside a train station diner. The town
is Norwalk, a small suburb of LA, still
full of orange groves and dairy farms.
A surly drunk, ED, leans on the
counter, frowning. Another MAN reads a
newspaper, bored.
The friendly, but tired, waitress &
owner, DONNA, walks over to Ed.

DONNA
You done yet?

ED
One more cup.

DONNA
None left. I’ll bring you the bill.

ED
A danish, then. And a cigar for the walk home. Phillies.

DONNA
Just go home, Ed. I want to go see all the hubbub over there.

ED
They’re not letting any normal folk get close to the movie
stars.

DONNA
I know, I know. But, I might catch a glimpse of John
Garfield. That man might sweep me off my feet.

ED
Only because he’d mistake you for a big pile of dirt.
Ed laughs at his own joke.

DONNA
You never worked a honest day in your life.

ED
I’m only teasing, Donna.
(To the Man reading.)
You knew I was joking, right?
(The Man ignores him.)
Sheesh. OK, I’ll go with you over there. I wouldn’t mind
getting a look at that sweater girl.

DONNA
I don’t remember inviting you!

JEAN, a pretty brunette enters, luggage
in tow. She’s in a state.

JEAN
Oh, good! You’re open! I’m supposed to be on the 10:15 train
to Union station, but- - -

ED
That left twenty minutes ago.

JEAN
I know. I missed it.

ED
Well, what’d you do that for? That wasn’t very smart.

JEAN
I lost track of time, I suppose.

ED
You suppose.

DONNA
What can I get you?

JEAN
Glass of water, please.
(To Ed.) I didn’t mean to be late.

ED
You’re going to have to wait another hour now. That was a
dumb thing to do.

JEAN
I know.

ED
What’d you do that for? You don’t own a watch?

DONNA
Ed, be quiet.

JEAN
He’s right. (She begins to sob.) He’s right. I---
(She begins to cry.)

DONNA
Oh, dear, no don’t- - -
(To Ed.)
Look what you’ve done, you bully.
(Hands a napkin to JEAN.)
Here, darling. What’s your name?

JEAN
Jean.

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